teVlflNiyg LJflDC.KK PUILAIjJlLPHIA, WKD.MiiSUAl, ajfll'lL,jiijult U2, 1015, 17 a THE BROAD HIGHWAY rs SCRAPPLE A V Tplo of 19th Century England, Full of the Thrills of Adventure and Spirit of Romance eKrri.hu iu, uttu. """,' co. 13 jp.ppp.pv T?APMOT. z Ll ' , ,m,.. , ' ' h?corrrUht.i5.i.mi..iwnAC, p lift Henry U. llas) try1 -s art Doctor a curt VeiMk. lhavi ieru rota rbuVXloniy 10j!U.n. (tf; by UJ CSJ man. Hnuriro "" -:, i W wA-'US- ws-v M l'r"?lthr d-ldS too rtoWn "Tha nrod Iiiiwi5" M Kn" nl live. He plans to r liter ln monajr i nn - rfr. whtlo paanln a .hire highwayman la hanln as aa !2.J,iI l'Vtf r I held up nn J hl money filJ? . return to The White Hart, m '! ." -.. .. r. mlmttra bf-rore. thllV there Tom eras, an Ignorant prlte thter. bwut. of hla prowe.a. wi.r without fundi, accepta ..CTMK'a J2,1" IT.M to the man who '"III etand SrJu him for 10 mlnutea. . A the XJitlon. are' hearing completion Crag tKnii inmi to reoognlte I'eter, ana, SEgSiiUSE leiVei the Inn. Btlll with- hlffiinrSfSr In London, The pugl Sj "then T dliPPe In the darkne... r. tumy to Tonbrldge l Interrupted JJSSPm which Peter eee. Sir Ja.per rorth.1thW time Jn 48 hoVr. Peter la Ltixn for eome one else. From a EHWer who la Sir Peregrine Beverley, he SSSJ"ha" ne hia been mistaken for hla SEX. Hr Maurle. Vlbart. The re.ern. IK? tall? Sir P.Wn". of the duel he r'tfiJJ.iS! ItS-wtop. that. Sir k?!Prw IMrerley a cousin, ana now ....... 55 of the dead ma.Ta estate. ... . .nMvnn(M ! with a madman s .U trlea. Vainly, to kill him. After thle Saw the traveler cornea to . tavern and '.HXEfinti Smversatlon with the landlorfl. CHAPTER XVI-Contlnued). t A to t "urel And me 'avo alius kaarht on It like It was a great Dig tewer standm' In tha midst o' the, city as Ji u a mountain. Humph-not a tower V-hal dlsappl'nted I be, Humphl Good jht. master. Dlsapp'lntcd I be-yes." 'find having- nodded hla head ponderously 'veral times ho turned and went pon- tkrously along; tho passage and down tho rUir. At the end of my chamner was a long, - ,..,mnt. and. drawn thither by tho 1 BIiWnty of tho night, I flung- open tha f lattice ana leanea oui. a w uum fttpon a narrow, deeply rutted lane, one f those winding, Inconsequent byways Iwhlch It seems out of all possibility can Ktver lead tho traveler anywhere, and I was Idly wonucrjuB wfc wi -Wed to build a tavern in such a remote, ut-oMhe-way spot, when my ears were uluted by the sound of voices. Now, im mediately beneath my window there was a heavy porch, low and squat, from which Jutted a beam with a broken llfnboard, and it was from beneath this porch that the voices proceeded, the one .loud-and hectoring, the other gruff and -"sullen. I was about to turn away when ''a man stepped out into the moonlight. Mil face was hidden in the shadow of his hat brim, but from his general air and appearance I Judged him to be one Hot the gentlemen whose chaise had 91 4 broken down. As I watched him he tO l .fltir a alnwlt. wninri thA nnslft nf thn bouse and disappeared. In a little while I drew In my head from the casement, and, having removed my dusty boots together with my knap- Mrlr and rout, hlnw nut thA rAndln and c ".-:,' b VvMJfUDDU Mlj'OCll hU DtCCi Now it seemed to me that I was back uSon the road, standing once mote be side the great oaktree. And, as I Hatched, a small, hunched figure crept , irom tne jaggea opening in tne trunk, a l figure with a Jingling pack upon its back, fat sight of which I turned and ran, filled rwlth an indescribable terror. But, as T went ttiA no1 itntrA 1M.yt ViaViIm a I and when I glanced back 1 saw that he v ran wun neaa aangung in most I hideous fashion, and that his right hand - grasped a razor. On I sped faster and k fatter, but with the Tinker ever at my neeis, until I reached this tavern; the door crashed to behind me only Just in time, and I knew, as I lay there, that he was standing outside In the moonlight, (taring up at my casement with his hor- rioie, dead race. Here I very mercifully awoke, and lay for a while blinking in the ghostly ra diance of the moon, which .was flooding ,ln at the window directly upon me. Now whether it was owing to the vividness of my dream I know not, but as I lay, there leant un within mA n nuririAn mn. vlctlon that somebody was Indeed stand ing outside in the lane, staring up at my window. So firmly was I convinced of this that, moved by a sudden Impulse, I rose, and, cautlonsly approaching the Window, peered out. And there. anr .enough, his feet planted wide apart, his htndS behind his hnrW. ntnnrt n man afav. .Ing up at my window. His head was If '"f00 back, so that I could see his faco ."uutuj-a nesny race, with small, close- ,- jra ana tmcK lips, behind which I Caught tha irlpnm nf Mo .fY.lfrA (..(! This was no tinker, but as I looked i jwniiea mm as the slenderer of the tWO COrlnthlana" With ivhnm I Vinrl foil. ,4ft Out at "ThA PhemiAra " WaiiT.nn T ot me back to bed, drowsily wondering .wnat anniiM Vtrtnrr v. aii. t...i bout a dilapidated hedRe-tavern at auch JiB nOUr Hill: irrnriiintlv m k,.n.u. uT. ,l cpherent, my eyes closed, and -..umcr moment 1 should have been i"P. when I suddenly came to my wow, broad awako and listening, for I "? neard two Hnnmifl tvi n .m.,i a 1 JIil?.i.w Penel cautiously near by and wealthy footstep outside my door. CHAPTEn WTT IfpUUB. for a space, I lay, with ears Xon the stretch, and avArv tiai-va lulling, waiting for-I knew not what. a little While I becamn nnnaplnna of rw!L another ound. Indescribably deso Iff1! the low, repressed sound of a tjjenian's sobbing. K,VnCe more I ri ul Innlln. .n I9t0 the lan. fnnmt l it...-...!. v.. toner had vaniaViH r ai.n ni..4 tM the casement next to mine had been ned Wide, and it was from here, m It "ld, that tho weeping proceeded. r some little hesitation, I knocked , L.F th. wan- at which the weep- uion.i 1 . Zta "fruPt'X. avo for an wonal sob, whereupon I presently v again. At v,i. .. - . f . - - - j...., Mint n IMUJIlCllb "" 1 saw a very amall. whlto hnnit r at the neighboring wiminw imi "foment was looking into a lovely. w. r" mea in bright hair, with '"y aw.lled by tears-but a flowed bia that .k. ... ...,. 7 rre and gentle beauty. " I could aoealr. hi lal h.r upon her lip with a warning ge Hlv,?Sh 1ie,p m," h whispered y; "they have locked me In here, 4 aara not . n kj 1 ! nt shall I doT ed you inT" I exclaimed. JX" V haU l doT" ' obbed, you I am afrnlrf ne i.in. '1.1. w.. riaktd v..! i?;" v :i'"jr""",: kav m """ WIICI1 J tUUHU J thougljt J should have died. I 'fife. ClOfle b.AEfri'A th wlnnu. Una- u.t i "' - y .""". r. u n it. ..... i , -"- i""i -n?nVWVU?f X 1 ' um inu here whan he cuitws," 1 ? '1 1, he shall not nod you 1 - w. ..whuuiiK, uncs J ttinueht 1 he shall not find yoW rt mij .1 teJ to M ill broken whisper.,, ftn(1 wth hep face still nitiden, but, at my woVds, she peeped at mo throuRluher fingers. "You mcanr1 j "You must run nway." Hut the door Is lockrd." 1ii!lere remB,n tbe window." Tho window!" she repeated, trem bling. "You would find It easy enough with my help." "Quick, then!" sho exclaimed, and held out her hand. "Walt." snld 1, nnd tunfed back Into my room. Hereupon, having locked the door, 1 (rot Into my boots, slipped on my coat and knapsack, and, last of all, threw my blackthorn staff out of the window (where I was sure of finding it) and climbed out after It. The porch I have mentioned, upon which I now stood, sloped steeply down upon two sides, so that 1 had no llttlo difficulty In maintaining my foothold; on the other hand, It was no great dlstnnco from tho ground, and I thought that It would be easy enough of descent. At this moment tho lady renppeared at the lattice. "What is it" I whispered, struck by the terror In her faco. "Quick!" she cried, forgetting nil pru dence In her fear, "quick they nro com ing I hear some one upon the stair. Oh, you are too latol" and, sinking upon her knees, she covered her faco with her hands. Without .moro ado I swung my self up, and clambered over the sill Into the room beside her. 1 was looking round for something that might serve me for a weapon, when my cyo encoun tered a tall oak press, a heavy, cumber some affair, but, save tho bed, tho only furniture the room possessed. Setting my shoulder to It therefore, 1 began to urge It toward the door. But It'waa soon apparent that I could not get It thero in time, for the creeping footstep was already close outside, and, next moment, a key was softly Inserted In the lock. "Quick! hide yourself!" I whispered, over my shoulder, and, stepping back from the door to give myself room, I clenched my fists. There was a faint creak as the key turned, the door was opened cautiously, and a man's dim fig ure loomed upon tho threshold. He had advanced two or three paces on tlptoo before ho discovered my pres ence, for tho room was In shadow, nnd I heard his breath catch, suddenly, and hiss between his teeth; then, without n word, ho sprang at me. But as he came, I leapt aside, and my fist took htm full and squarely beneath the can He pitched sideways, nnd, falling heavily, rolled over upon his back, and lay still. As I leaned above him, however (for the blow had been a heavy one), ho ut tered n groaning oath, whereupon, pin ning him forthwith by the collar, I dragged him out Into tho passage, and, whipping the key from tile lock, trans ferred it to the Inside and locked tho door. Waiting for nb more, I set ambled back through tho casement, and reached up my hand to the lady. "Come," said I, and (almost as quickly ob It takes to set It down hero) she was bcsldo me upon tho roof ot the porch, clinging to my arm. Our further descent to tho ground proved much more difficult than I had supposed but, though I could feel her trembling, my companion obeyed my whispered instructions, and yielded her self implicitly to my guidance, so that we were soon standing In the lane before tho house, safe and sound except for a few rents to our garments. "What is It?" she whispered, seeing me searching about In tho grass. "Sly staff," said I, "a faithful friend; I would not toso it." "But they will be here In a minute we Bhall be seen." "I cannot lose my staff," said I. "Oh, hurry! hurry!" she cried, wring ing her hands. And, In a little while, having found my staff, we turned our backs upon the tavern and began to run up the lane, sldo by side. As we went, came tho slam of a door behind us a BUdden clamor of voices, followed, a moment later, by tho sharp report of a pistol, and. In that same fraction of time, I stumbled over some unseen obstacle, and my hat was whisked from my head. "Aro you hurt?" panted my companion. "No." said I. "but it was a very excel lent shot nevertheless!" For, as I picked up my hat, I saw a small round hole that pierced It through and through, midway between crown and brim. Tho lane wound away between high hedges, which rendered our going very dark, for the moon was getting low, and difficult by reason of the deep wheel ruts, but we hurried forward notwithstanding, urged on by the noise of the chase. We had traversed some half mile thus, when my ears warned me that our pursuers were gaining upon us, and I was In wardly congratulating myself that I had stopped to find my staff, and wondering how much execution such a weapon might reasonably bo capable of, when 1 found that my companion was no longer at my side. As I paused, Irresolute, her voice reached me from the shadow of tho hedge. This way," she panted, "Where?" said I. "Hero!" and, as she spoke, her hand slipped Into mine, and so she led me through a small gate, Into a broad, open meadow beyond. But to attempt crossing this would be little short of madness, for (as I pointed out) we could not go a yard without being seen. "No, no," she returned, her breath still laboring, "watt wait till they are past." And so, hand In hand, we stood there In the shadow, screened very effectively from tho lane by the thick hedge, while tho rush of our pursuers' feet drew nearer and nearer: until we could hear a voice that panted out curses upon the rturklane. ourselves and everything con- rcerned, at sound of which my companion seemed to fall Into a snivenng nt, ner clasp tightened upon my hand and she drew closer to me. Thus we remained until voices and footsteps had grown faint with distance, but, even then, I could feel that she was trembling still. Suddenly sha drew her fingers from mine, and covered her face with her hands. "Oh, that man!" she exclaimed, In a whi'per, "I didn't quite realize till now what I have escaped. Oh, that beast!" "Sir Harry Mortimer?" said I. "You know him?" she cried,. "Heaven forbid!" I answered, "but I have seen him once before at Tha Cheq uers in at Tonbrldge, and I never for get names or faces especially such as his" "How t nate hlml" she whispered. "An unpleasant animal, to be sure," said I. "But come, it were wiser to get as far from here m possible; they will doubtless be returning soon." So we started oft again, running In the shadow ot the hedge. We had thus doubled back upon our pursuers, and, leaving the tavern upon our left, soon gained the kindly shadow of those woods through which I had passed in the early evening. Borne to ui upon the geptle wind was the haunting perfume of hidden flowers, and the sinking moon sent long shaft of silvery light to pierce the leafy gloom, and make the shadows more mysterious. The path we followed was very narrow, so that sometimes my companion's silken hair brushed my brow or cheek, as I stooped to lift some trailing branch that barred her way. or open a. path for her through the leave. Ho we Journeyed on through tho mys teries of the woods, together CHAPTER XVIII. THIS moon was fast sinking below the treetops to pur lft by the time wo rcacneq a rcaa, or imvr uu-uwi uiai udw P " I church clort lowly chimed the hour of 3. tha soli-inn note cpwhw t and all- reached a road, or rather art-track that 8, tM oU-inn notr contug- awMt and. ll- Yery witu, 1KI r !'- " imes are tho?' I inquired. n ir "Cn)nbrook Churou," "H It fur to Cranbrook?" One mile this way, but two by the rond oniler." "You 'seem very well acquainted with those parts," said I. "I have lived hero nil my life; those are the Cnmliounio Woods over there" 'Cambourne Woodsl" said I. 'Tart of the Sefton estates." she con tinued; "Cnmbourne village lies to the right, beyond." "The Lady Sophia Sefton of Cam bourne!" said I thoughtfully. "My dearest friend," nodded my com panion. "They say she Is very Handsome," said I. "Then they speak truth, sir." 'She has been described to me." I went on, "as a l'each, a Goddess, and a Plum; which should jou consider the most proper term?" My compnnlon shot nn arch glance at me from the corners of her eyes, and I saw a dimple come and go, beside the curve of her mouth, "Goddess, to be sure." nld she, "peaches have such rough skins, and plums are upt to bo sticky." "And goddesses," I ndded, "were nil very well upon Olympus, but. In this matter-of-fact age, must be Badly out of place. Speaking for myself " "Have you ever seen this particular Goddess?" Inquired my companion. "Never." "Then wait until you have sir." The moon was down now, yet the sum mer sky was wonderfully luminous and In the east I almost fancied I could de tect the first faint gleam of day. And after we had traversed some distance In silence, my companion suddenly spoke, but without looking at me. "You have never once asked who I nm," she said, almost reproachfully I thought, "nor how I camo to bo shut up In such a place with such a man." "Why, as to that," I answered, "I make It a general rule to avoid awkward subjects when I can, nnd never to ask questions that It will be difficult to an swer." "I should find not tho least difficulty In answering cither," said she. "Besides," I continued, "It Is no affair of mine, after all." "Oh! said she, turning away from me; and then, very slowly: "No, I suppose not." "Certainly not," I added; "how should It be?" 'How Indeed!" said she, over her shoul der. And then I saw that she wns angry, and wondered. "And ot," I went on, after a lapse of silence, "I think I could have answered both questions the momentl Baw you at your casement." 'Oh!" said she this time In a tone of surprise, nnd her anger all gone again, for I saw that she was smiling; nnd again I wondered. "Yes," I nodded. "Then." said she, seeing I was silent, 'whom do jou suppose mc?" "Your arc, to the best of my belief, tho Lady Helen Dunstan." My companion stood still, and regarded me for a mo ment In wide-eyed astonishment. "And how, sir, pray, did you learn all this?" she demanded, with the dimple once more peeping at me slyly from the corner of her pretty mouth. "By tho very simple method of adding two and two together," I answered; "moreover, no longer ago than yesterday I broke bread with a certain Mr. Bev-crley-7 " I heard her breath come In a sudden gasp, and next moment she was peering up Into my face, while her hands beat upon my breast with soft, quick little taps. "Beverly!" she whispered. "Beverly! no, no why, they told me Sir Harry told me that Peregrine lay dying at Ton bridge. "Then Sir Harry Mortimer Hod .to you," said I, "for no longer ago than yesterday afternoon I sat In a ditch eating bread and cheese with a Mr. Peregrine Bev erley." "Oh! aro you sure are you sure?" "Quite sure. And, as we ate, he told me many things, and among them of a life of wasted opportunities of foolish riot, and prodigal extravagance, and of Its logical consequence want." "My poor Perry!" she murmured. "He spoke also of his love for a very beautiful and good woman, and Its hope lessness." "My dear, dear Perry!" said she again. "And yet," said I, "all this is admit tedly his own fault, and, as I think, Hcraclltus says: 'Suffering Is the Inevit able consequence of Sin, or Folly.' " "And he Is well?" sho asked; "quite quite well?" "Ho Is," said I "Thank God!" sho whispered. "Tell me," sho went on, "Is he so very, very poor Is he much altered? I have not seen lilm for a whole, long year." 'Why, a year Js apt to change a man," I ansnered. "Adversity Is a hard school, but sometimes a very good one." "Were he changed, no matter how were he a beggar upon the roads, I should love him always!" said she, speaking softly In that soft, caressing voice which only the best of women pos sess. "Yes, I had guessed as much," said I, and found myself sighing. "A year Is a long, long time, and we wtsre to have been married this month, but my father quarreled with him and for bade him the house, so poor Perry went back to London. Then we heard he was ruined, and I almost died with grief you see, his very poverty only made me love him the more. Yesterday that man" "Sir Hairy Mortimer?" said I, "Yea (ho was a friend ot whom I had often heard Perry speak); and he told me that Perry lay at Tonbrldge, dying, and begglog to see me before the end. He offered to escort ma to him, assuring me that I could reach home again long before dusk. My father, who I knew would never permit me to go, was absent, and so I ran away. Sir Harry had a carriage waiting, but, almost as soon as the door was closed upon us, and we had started, I began to be afraid of him and and " "Sir Harry, as I said before, is an un pleasant animal," I nodded. "Thank Heaven," she pursued, "we had not gone very far before the chaise broke down! And the rest you know." The footpath we had been following now led over a stile Into a narrow lane or byway. ery soon we came, to a high ctone wall, wherein was set a small wicket. Through this she led me, and we entered a broad park, where was in avenue ot fine old trees, beyond which I saw the gables of a house, for the tar had long since paled to the dawn, and there was a. glory In the east. "Your father will be rejoiced to have you safe back again," said I. "Ye," he nodded; "but ho will bo very angry." And, hereupon, she stopped and begau to pull, and twist, and pat her khlnlng hair with dexterous white lingers, talking thus the while; "My mother died at my birth, and alnce then father ha worshipped her memory, and hi face alway grow wonderfully gentle when he look Upon her portrait They say I'm greatly like her though he wa a famous beauty In her day. And, indeed, I think there must be some truth In it, tor, no matter how I may put him out, my father can never be ytry angry when my hair 1 dressed so." With tho word he turned, and truly I thought the face peeping out from It clustered curls more lovaly and bewitch ing than before, I very much doubt If any WWI ooUUJ, ald I (CONTINUE TOMOHROW.) Vicar (who has called to read a letter to one ot his parishioners tronl her I nt tha frntitl Vrm en f fa fHII.... I. .. I . .... son --.. ... ..... .....,.. .., ....... .... ,,s, lln nKiuing n tne tranches. Ior n whole week he whs standing up to his neck in water!" Mrs. Codling-Well, I nocrl This war be doing somo funnv things sir to le sure. We couldn't get 'tm to put water anywher6 near 'is neck 'when e wos at 'ome! ' !. KACHOOKIH. "1 told my girl the other night that If sho didn't marry me I'd hang my self In front of the house.' "What did she say?" "She said. Oh. don't do It. You know that father doesn't want jou hanging around here." Quite Different He Was It the fast beating of your heart that told you I was here7 She Oh, no. I recognized you by your long legs. Z.eiOL. "Uncle Si, how much does It coat you to support your mulo?" "Oh, about K5." "tG51" "Yes: about J15 for feed and $50 for accident insurance for myself." Plenty of Experience "My man, where did you become such an expert swimmer?" Why, lady," responded our hero, modesty. "I used to be a traffic cop In Venice," Buffalo Express. AND THE WORST ... I V 7--l .. . . -J '" UKx&sZBe-r tagN 1 ifw aE13!f4i "fen gXL 42&-do- t M Ttt-Ulti. Joiner Didn't 1 tell you to notice when that slue boiled over? Apprentice I did, sir; It was eleven o'clock. CiOVJ vmATTH AEQOAM SfRVACE MErVTEH'; CO0TE OO'lL COUTE" She what's a Koman nose like? He Like mine. She Oh. jou mean Just red. Quite So "Here somebody says that electric currents can be made to take the place of food In sustaining life." "What a shocking theory!" Balti more American. IS YET TO COME flOTHtMG LIKE. 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Looked Like a Bargain The Brooklyn man who bequeathed S8 cents to his daughter knew the feminine penchant for something marked down. New York Mall. AW.SHutKS! DARN THESE AUTHORS TH&T STICK A LOT OF LATHS AHO FREtltH IN THEIR BOOKS THAT A FELLOW DOfir UNDERSTAND TIAP ItMCW rC VrnIN A.lv-r- tva-taiwi viwiii h? n uj 1 yr THAT DEPsD LAN6UA6E. STUFF iK A. QOOK JOVT TO L&T PEOPLE. KNOW TrW YDO CACH USE. IT - - , iut - i a i 11 ia ttat u onifiHiy " wwwm m -j
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